Catch Me If You Can, Hubby! I Faked an Affair to Escape You
Language: en
Three years of marriage, and Asher Sterling has never touched me. I put on a sheer lace nightgown, faked a collarbone full of hickeys, and sent him a sleepy selfie from a "third-person" angle. "Man, she smells amazing." "Hurry up and divorce her so I can have her." I figured Asher would be disgusted and furious when he got this anonymous text. He would toss me out like trash. After all, I was just my sister’s substitute. I thought this would finally be the end of our marriage. But I never expected that right after receiving the text, he would fly back across the country…